Sunday, April 25, 2004

The screening of "David Mows Yards" happened on Friday night.

All in all, I'm proud of the movie. Before the screening, I was worried about it. I didn't know if the right "beats" were being hit and I was afraid that it would fail to communicate its larger ideas and not reach an emotional register. Basically - that it would suck. But sitting in the audience... watching it on opening night... the movie felt right to me.

Of course, it's far from perfect and I know in a couple years, I'll think it's a piece of shit, but for now, I'm proud of it. And after all the work and stress and anxiety I put into the video, it feels good to say that.

So, the next step? Making another video after I finish editing "Wet Cotton." After all, "David Mows Yards" was an improvement on "America's Funniest American," so I just want to keep making videos and get better. Because quite honestly, I still have a lot of room for improvement.

So far, I got some ideas, but I think they'd be better suited as plays. And yeah, I know you could turn a play into a movie. But it wouldn't feel right. Right now, the movie ideas I have are pretty formless. Just vague concepts of what I would like to do or see. I want something with a heatwave. I want something where people are waiting for someone to show up and bring a necessary item. I want something with a bathtub faucet.

But... um... uh... where's the plot? That'll come later, I suppose. "David Mows Yards" started off with me wanting to do something with lawnmowing, living rooms, and summertime afternoons. With that, I came up with a story and characters to get that out. And after that, I looked at it analytically to find out what it meant.

If I come up with something about bath-tub faucets, I'll let you know.


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